Galaxie

Is this the place that I want to be? Is it you I wanna see? Holding on, hold it high, show me everything And you're leaving me Yeah, you're leaving me You're leaving me with a hated identity But I keep on a-comin' here I'm standing in this state And I'm never really sure If you'll take what I'm saying the right way But I'm not appalled or afraid, verbal pocket play Is as discreet as I can muster up to be Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back, it isn't me Oh, no, no, no, it isn't me I'm more at home in my Galaxie Oh, yeah Can I do the things I wanna do That I don't do because of you? And I'll take a left and I'll second guess into a total mess And you're leaving me, yeah, you're leaving me You're leaving me with a hated identity But I keep on a-comin' here I'm standing in this state And I'm always reassured The situation's getting carried away But I'm not appalled or afraid, verbal pocket play Is as discreet as I can muster up to be Because the Cadillac that's sittin' in the back, it isn't me Oh, no, no, no, it isn't me Oh, no, no, no, it isn't me No, it isn't me, no it isn't me, no it isn't me Oh no, it isn't me, no, it isn't me in my Galaxie Listen, man, I got the window up near the cats Listen, now listen